Chapter 17: The Infected Body of Confused Thinking

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"Host, alert, mass infected bodies are moving towards you!"

On the sofa, his forehead moved in a lazy sleeping position, and he woke up.

The whole person stood up, looking at the more than ten red dots that had reached the door in the light curtain, Lin Fan was instantly terrified.

What happened to the infected? Before he could think, the door was slammed open.

Lin Fan picked up the wine bottle, and this group of girls in long skirts and trousers didn't pounce.

"Ah, Mr. Lin just woke up, we are here to invite you to the music festival, and our class's program has passed the rehearsal." He Qianqian was pushed to the front line as a squad leader.

"Yes, Mr. Lin, you will definitely come."

"You are stupid, ask this kind of question, Teacher Lin will definitely come."

A group of girls chattered, but he was relieved, in short, it was not the DAD virus incident, and he didn't want to know why they suddenly broke through his door, let alone go to any concert.

So he raised his hand to stop their heckling.

"Well, the teacher doesn't have time today."

"No, we've been preparing for so long, it's a pity that you don't go to see us, Mr. Lin."

"Yes, if you don't go, we won't leave." As she spoke, the bloated girl sat down on the couch.

Lin Fan's dim room was very much in line with their appetites, although it was very messy, but after experiencing hundreds of meters of sunlight, it fell into darkness, like falling into an ice cave in a summer desert.

What a cool word.

Lai Pi Lai's behavior made him feel helpless, nodded in agreement, but a group of people still did not leave.

It was the first time he had been so close to so many infected subjects, and he was a little panicked in his heart, and deliberately made an excuse to leave the apartment.

You can't come with breakfast.

"System, I need an explanation."

System: What?

"Why did they notify me when they were standing in front of my house?"

System: It takes time to calculate the route of the infected, and I can't sense what is going on inside.

Asking for the guilt to no avail, sucking the soy milk in one go, Lin Fan has been extremely vigilant since then.

Infected people are affected by the virus, and their thinking and actions are already very different from ordinary people.

For example, he slammed the door without thinking, the reason was just to invite him to the music festival, and it got to the point where he had to go, is Lin Fan stupid?

Combined with the cold attitude of the girls towards him during class, the teacher-student friendship has only been done for two days, and this uncontrolled neurological thinking dominance behavior is terrifying.

Because it is not under Lin Fan's control, if it is not controlled, it is unknown.

For this reason, this house is not inhabitable, it must have real private space, and temporary rental is the top priority.

A giant LED display has been set up on the playground, and the staff of the student council are nervously debugging and making final preparations for the evening concert.

Many fans of USTC have come to dominate the advantageous terrain in order to meet their idols.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew Lin Fan's collar, and a group of infected people in the apartment emptied the food in his refrigerator, without the slightest consideration for the fact that they were really unfamiliar with each other.

He Qianqian looked at the crazy women, and didn't know how to describe this strange feeling.

They seemed to be venting their feelings of collapse in the past few days, it turned out that in fact, everyone knew that there was something wrong with their bodies.

As the last farewell carnival, Lin Fan didn't care.

In the boys' dormitory, Dongzi refuses the invitation of his friend next door to go out to play basketball, and a sunny day is a torture rather than a joy for him.

Turn on your computer and click on League of Legends.

His eyes glanced at the hospital examination report on the table, closed the game, and searched for the food poisoning case at Hushan Station in a thousand degrees.

A series of related reports popped up, watched carefully. 【Qu】

There is no answer, and I entered the Tiger Mountain again.

1 sticker: Make friends in the same city, my sister is very lonely, the old street of Qingyang District is waiting for you.

2 stickers: Huguang migrant workers personally complained about Hushan's ten-year working life, and those who heard it wept, and there was no lie.

3 stickers: The mayor of Hushan Baishui District instructed the underworld to beat and demolish it, causing dozens of elderly people in Baishui District to be homeless and seeking to spread!

4 stickers: Dating in the same city, the largest dating group in the same city in Hushan, everyone is welcome to join.

5 stickers: Is the food poisoning case at Hushan Station really over?

The fifth post quickly attracted him.

The landlord's name is Bai Ri Dongdong.

As in the text:

Hello everyone, I am a third-level researcher of the Hushan Health Bureau, and I hereby warn the general public that the huge food poisoning case at Hushan Station is not over!

The stability of the cells created by the fusion of viral cells with human cells as we know them has not been confirmed, and the cells can mutate at any time and have unknown effects on the human body.

Through the follow-up observation of a patient in the Hushan poisoning case, the patient has developed continuous insomnia, hyperactivity, pale skin, delayed menstrual period, and other adverse symptoms.

These symptoms are a sign that the virus is mutating, so if you have any of the above, please call the Imperial Ministry of Health.

2nd Floor: Rumors, reported.

3rd Floor: The Hushan Municipal Government has lifted the relevant alarm, but I didn't expect that there would be people spreading such rumors at this time, what is the intention?

4th floor: Raise your hand weakly, the landlord said that the situation is right, I am the one who experienced the incident.

5th floor: The fourth floor is obviously trusted, this kind of trick also dares to play, everyone should not listen to rumors, everything is subject to official standards.

Dongzi locked his brows, picked up his mobile phone, and called the Imperial Ministry of Health?

A thorn was stuck in his throat and couldn't pull it out, but Han Bing and Lin Chong told him about the horror there when they just escaped from the health bureau last night.

No one wants to be a little mouse in the laboratory, good youth, annoying, the voice of League of Legends is ringing.

The doorman downstairs, sitting at the window of the cubicle, squinted at a cigarette butt in the corridor outside, remembered the student's face, and when the sun was a little lighter, he couldn't say that he would go up and knock on their door and scold them.

Lin Fan rented a new house near the school, had some lunch at random, and had no intention of going back to the apartment at all.

Today he has a lot to prepare.

In the knife market, rows of kitchen knives reveal a sharp peak in the brilliance.

His cold and extraordinary temperament quickly attracted the attention of the bosses, who beckoned to raise their knives.

It's a pity that the kitchen knife is too short to cut humanoids.

Lin Fan wanted a one-hit kill, although he had never killed him.

In the end, I chose a knife shop that looked good and had a store several meters long.

The boss greeted him shrewdly with a mustache.

"Hello, what do you need?"

"Long knives." The mustache understood, and without saying a word, led him into the inner room, where dozens of long knives stood on the knife stand.

"How's it going, long knife!"

Lin Fan was shocked, the long knife was a long knife, but it was not the knife he expected from the underworld, but a super machete like Guan Yunchang.

Anyway, today's strength is also suitable for him to grasp.

Lin Fan gently touched the long knife, thinking about the scene when the infected body would break them apart tomorrow if they dared to provoke him.

At this point, a phone call forced him to return to his apartment to deal with the group of infected.

"Hey, are you the humanistic teacher Lin? We are from the Imperial Police, and your students are having a party in your apartment, which has seriously affected the lives of the teachers downstairs, and they have called the police after negotiating with your students to no avail, and you hurry over to deal with it. ”

Lin Fan didn't bring a knife, for fear of seeing blood.

When I hurried back, the playground was already densely packed, and the night was approaching, and the USTC Music Festival was also doing the final debugging.

He had already seen a police car parked in front of the apartment complex, and a beautiful policewoman was standing waiting for him.

At the first sight of her life, Jiang Xiaowen, who was pushed to the bottom as a police officer, looked at the man in front of her strangely, the tall and cold Lin Fan, who was very attractive.

"You're Teacher Lin, hurry up and persuade your students."

"Hmm."

Along the stairs, there were several doctoral students standing at the staircase on the dark third floor, two men and one woman, seeing Lin Fan present, the female doctor with a small round face immediately got angry and said: "Teacher Lin, can you tell your students not to make trouble, I am in a hurry to catch up with the paper today, and I can't write because of this music!" ”

The music was indeed loud, Lin Fan was innocently shot, knowing that this was a trick of the girls, he took the lead and pushed them away.

The dimly lit room is full of colors.

"Take it off, take it off, uh-huh."

A group of girls writhed their bodies to the music, and when they saw Lin Fan, Yu Jiale, who danced the craziest among them, jumped over unwillingly, waved his hand, took off his coat, and threw it at Lin Fan.

"Uh-huh, Mr. Lin, you're back, I hate it, let's wait so long." The fat girl also jumped over, tired of her voice, how disgusting it was.

Let the three teachers and Jiang Xiaowen look at him wrongly, I can't figure out what kind of person Lin Fan is.

"That's enough, I'll go see you perform, let's finish." Lin Fan's voice was not loud, but the cold tone made Yu Jiale can't help but turn off the music and calm down a little.

Wave!

Just when the scene was silent for a while, He Qianqian suddenly kissed Lin Fan's face. Mobile phone users should browse and read for a better reading experience.